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Sunday, August 26, 2007

Another lost son of Krypton?

When S. pronounces No. 25's name as "Mike Low-El" it only seems fitting. We like Mike. We've constantly got a game on the computer around here (as the TV networks let us down, and I haven't figured out how much it would cost to get the Sox on cable). We even have a theme song for Mike when he comes to bat, loosely based on Mike Nelson's theme song from MST3K (which unfortunately can't hold a candle to Tom Servo's theme). Doesn't hurt that he share's a b'day with J.

At least we'll get to watch some games on TV this week.....

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Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Squirrel crossing...

Today, heading home from work, I was stopped at a light in the middle of town, four lanes of traffic waiting for the green, and a squirrel crossed the road. In the crosswalk, with the light, taking his sweet time, looking up at SUV tires waiting there motionless.

Just wish I'd seen him press the walk button...

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